"Hey, you're such a rude half-elf, I'm below you!" The voice became a little angry, and Acoste noticed the flower bush beneath his feet, and a ghostly "man" came out of it.

"I'm sorry, Mr. Halfling, I didn't know this was your village, please forgive me for the rude in front." Acoste scratched his head in embarrassment, no wonder he looked at those houses so weird, it turned out that this was a settlement built by halflings.

There are three major high-humanoid races on the continent of Faeron, they are giants, trolls, and ogres [common], and relatively speaking, there are also three small humanoid races, dwarves, gnomes, and halflings [goblins are not humanoid races, they should be]. The dwarves are iron-provoking and stubborn and irritable, the gnomes are timid and cowardly, while the halflings are adventurous, bold and hospitable.

"Okay. For the sake of your sincere apology, I forgive you for your previous faux pas. With a sunny smile on his face, the halfling rubbed his hand against his pants and stretched it out, "My name is Polgan." Baggins, the king of fishing in the pouch and a level 9 loiterer, rest assured, I've never stolen anything from the bad guys. ”

"My name is Acoste. Chris, half-elf, level 10 professional, level 1 Juggernaut. Behind me are Li Qing, a warrior monk from a mid-level professional, and Ling Dongfang, a dancer with Dongfang, and Kogan, a dwarven berserker, and we are partners in an adventuring squad. Acoste reached out and shook Polgan's large, muddy hand, which had become good friends by this moment, according to halfling custom.

"Great, it's so late, go and sit at my house, and I'll give you a taste of the world-famous craftsmanship of the halfling!" Polgan said excitedly, their clan is so hospitable, as long as you have a polite handshake, they will invite you to be a guest, and the cooking skills of halflings are strictly the most outstanding in the entire Feron continent, this group of indisputable races will spend most of their lives on food or other life skills, many high-end restaurants will invite such a two-halfling as a chef, and the dishes they make can be described as a well-known sign.

Acoste, of course, readily agreed, and under the leadership of Polgan, Acoste and the others entered the Pocket Bottom Pit, and the halflings they met along the way who lived in the Bag Bottom Cave all watched these sudden "tall men" with curiosity and friendly eyes. They would all greet Acoste politely, and some halfling uncles and aunts would hurry to the house and take out some of their own pickled bacon and wine to give to Acoste, which made Acoste a little flattered, but fortunately, Acoste also had enough gifts in return, and he took out the long-sealed gems from the space bag [mined from the mines outside Capella Village, Acoste did not sell all of them to the merchants of the Iron Throne] and gave them to the friendly halflings, which won him goodwill and respect.

This is my home! Porgan took Acoste around, and finally came to a house located on the highest slope of the pouch hole, he opened the door and invited Acoste to enter, and Yacoste, who entered Polgan's room, breathed a sigh of relief, this place is not as small as he imagined, at least Acoste he doesn't have to walk on his knees, just lower his head.

Then Polgan brought out a lot of desserts and wine to entertain Acoste and them, these are like the cream cakes in the world in her previous life, Ling can't put it down, she can still be reserved at the dinner table, but as the first bite of that cake is eaten, Ling can no longer care about maintaining her image in front of strangers, one bite after another begins to attack the desserts on the table, the dwarf Kogan is very satisfied with the wine made by the halfling himself, He hadn't put down his bottle since he entered the house, and it seemed like our good dwarf was going to have another happy night.

At the end of supper, Polgan made up a few beds for Acoste, and each halfling's room was large, and there were five or six rooms, all of which were used to entertain guests from afar, although most of them usually lived alone. Before going to bed, Polgan solemnly invited Yacoste to participate in the annual fishing tournament at the bottom of the bag tomorrow, this proposal was accepted by Yacoste, and the adventure life is full of ups and downs, full of dangers, and it is necessary to relax and adjust once in a while.

For the first time in Polgan's cabin, Acoste fell asleep peacefully, feeling like he had returned to the town of Tuk, where he had been near, without worries or worries, and without worrying about a sudden attack in the wilderness. Of course, this also has something to do with the halfling goddess Yodara and some other little gods who protect the halflings, they will always set their eyes on these small, cheerful and hospitable, intelligent and very opportunistic races, and the halflings are correspondingly very reverent to those gods, under the protection of these gods, the settlement of the halflings in the wild is generally very safe, and no beasts or organizations want to fight their ideas.

The next day, the bright sunlight reflected on the glass window and scattered colorful light on Yacoste's face, Yacoste stretched lazily, he had not slept well in Psul City, this sleep was exceptionally refreshing, at this time Porgan had already prepared a hearty breakfast, everyone devoured it, this is the craft of halflings, no matter when you see their food, you will have a feeling of hunger.

After breakfast, Polgan gave each of them a halfling-made fishing rod and took them to the tournament, which was the rule of the Pocket Hole Fishing Tournament, and although Acoste had better rods, they had to use them to participate in the tournament.

The venue of the fishing tournament is located on Lake Esmee, at this time there have been a lot of halflings gathered here, they are ready to prepare, some check their fishing equipment, some mix their own special bait, some are choosing the feng shui treasure of fishing, and even began to pray to the goddess of heaven Yodara, hoping that the other party can bless them with good luck.

As the other halflings watching the battle in the bottom of the bag gave the order [there is generally no village chief or leader in the halfling village], all the racers threw the bait into the Acemi Lake, and all the players had a serious look, the fishing tournament was a very important event for these halflings who had nothing to do for a year, and the winner could not only get a lot of wine and ingredients for free, but also get tobacco provided by the halflings of the whole village, by the way, almost all halflings were big smokers, even the female halflings were no exception.

Time passed minute by minute, the halfling fishing tournament was only an hour long, during which it was not more than who caught more fish, but to see who caught enough fish, each of the contestants had achievements, except for Acoster and Dwarf Kogan, the two of them had a slight sweat on their foreheads, although participating in this competition was purely entertainment, they did not have the delusion of winning the championship, but it was too embarrassing to not catch a single fish.

At the end of the game, the main god of the dwarves, Muradin, finally blessed his race, Kogan suddenly felt that his fishing rod sank, and the dwarf immediately wanted to pull up the fishing rod without saying a word, but the weight of the fish was obviously not small, and the strength of the dwarf Kogan was also more than 20 points, but Kogan was eager to pull up the fishing rod, but was dragged into it by the fish in the lake.

"Drink!" The dwarf Kogan's face turned red, the dwarf glory who admired strength did not allow him to be defeated by a fish, Kogan lowered his plate, the hard muscles on his arm like a rock instantly puffed up, his lover shouted and lifted the fishing rod, a huge fish king was thrown into the air by the dwarf, and the silver fish scales emitted a little spot of light under the refraction of the sun.

"Wow" all the halflings watching the battle exclaimed, the fish caught by Kogan is too big, half the size of his own [halfling], no one has ever caught this kind of "scale" fish since the Bag Bottom Hole Fishing Tournament was held, the dwarf Kogan not only won the game without any suspense, but also set a new record for the Bag Bottom Hole Fishing Competition!

Kogan happily carried the fish and released it into the lake [the fish caught in the fishing tournament will be released after recording the data, which is the dwarf's respect for the god of the lake that may exist], he was a little happy with the pile of food and wine, and of course, a lot of high-quality tobacco and a pipe, which were finally swept into the space bag by Acoste, otherwise the dwarf would not have been able to carry these things on the road.

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